On a tardily Saturday night, Lacey was lying on her bed reading a magazine when she heard the front threshold gibe. Checking her clock she was slightly fuddle as her mom and her boyfriend Ian were not supposed to be back from their particular date for at least another hr. She did not really care and dutifully got up and descended the stairs to the aliveness room to greet them. Seeing her mom taking off her pelage she opened her mouth to recognise her but was cut off by her shouting into the kitchen at who she assumed was Ian.

'' Why would you even look in my purse ? '' she demanded angrily.

'' You said you couldn't find your credit circuit card, '' Ian shouted back.

'' I didn't say you needed to reckon for it. ``

'' Well you were the one who wanted to drive. I would bear been perfectly felicitous to drive. Then maybe I wouldn't have seen your phone when your other boyfriend texted. ``

'' Don't yell him that. We aren't even serious, '' Janet, Lacey 's mom, tried to defend herself. She was not doing a unspoiled job of it.

'' Mom, are you cheating on Ian ? '' Lacey asked with apparent appall.

'' I wasn't really cognisant that we were scoop, '' Janet made another excuse.

'' The fact that you and your daughter are living in my house rip free would suggest as such, '' Ian retorted. He had just entered the sustenance room from the kitchen.

'' You just love to lord that over me, don't you ? You only own your house because your mother died and left it to you. Just wait until my parents die, then we 'll be on equalise foothold. ``

'' If we 're even still together, '' Ian scoffed.

Janet looked livid with choler. `` steady, you don't want to see all this. Just go back upstairs for now, '' she instructed Lacey.

Lacey looked at Ian for confirmation. She somewhat wanted to be a region of the conversation to derive. Maybe she could facilitate them conciliate. If they really did offend up, it would not just be Janet who would birth to go out the place they now called home.

Ian shooed Lacey away with his hand, informing her that she was unneeded. Reluctantly, Lacey sauntered back up the stairs. No Sooner had the door to her room shut than the shouting started again. Groaning she put on a headset and began to mind to music on her phone to swim it out. Once she had turned up the bulk enough to clear sure she could hear none of the shouting, she resumed reading her magazine.

Before long she forgot everything else and was engrossed in her reading material. She did not even notice when the door to her room opened. She did however experience the weighting of someone sitting down on the bed behind her. Feeling annoyed at having been sent away earlier, she did not inconvenience oneself looking at them. She wanted to be footling and neglect them for as long as possible.

A large hand touching her nates revealed that the somebody in dubiousness was Ian and not her mother. He did that from sentence to time, patted her hind end when he wanted her aid instead of tapping her shoulder. She did not really mind as she liked Ian as a person. In fact, one of the primary reasons he and her female parent got together was because he got along so well with Lacey.

Not realizing how flashy her music was, Ian began to mouth to Lacey as if she could get word him. `` I don't want you to guess less off either your mom or me because of this. We both decided that we need some metre apart. That may go like we 'll get back together soon, but I 'll be honest I 'm kinda past wanting her back at this stage. She 's already left. I don't know where she 's going to go and I really couldn't forethought less right now. ``

Ian paused and waited for Lacey to say anything. Of course, she could not hear him at all. She was still pretending to push aside his presence while listening to her blaring medicine. `` I don't want to be unreasonable, '' Ian continued. `` I know you have school and moving now would cut off that. I 'm volition to let just you stay until summer. If your mom has found a new place by then, you 'll go back with her. I feel that is More than funfair. ``

Once again, Ian waited for Lacey to reply. She simply kicked her base and hummed along to the song on her phone. He tapped her butt twice more and even gave it a slightly hard whack ; still no response. Annoyed he decided to pester her a piddling. He pulled on her shorts, sliding them down her legs and exposing her tenderness mark panties.

She frowned but continued ignoring him. Another smacking to the butt almost made her yelp. By now she was singular to what he wanted but she did not contrive to fall behind this secret plan. She readjusted herself, practically pointing her behind at him, daring him to keep spanking her.

After another three smack, he decided to up the ante. He slid his pollex into the waist of her panties. She stifled a gasp as he tickled her slight love handles. Her genitalia felt cold when he slid her panties down to her second joint. She wiggled her butt as she tried to readjust herself again. At the Saami time he slapped her bare ass, loud and hard. She bit her lip to observe from yelping. Another slap and she was almost ready to give in.

He was no longer trying to get her attention though ; he was simply punishing her freshness. He slapped each of her troll cigaret cheeks repeatedly. She moaned out loud, still biting her lip. Her eye rolled back in her principal and she dropped her magazine. She jolted and squealed with each slap, forgetting that she could probably get him to stop if she just asked him to.

Ian was fast draw a blank why he was spanking her. He was just watching his girlfriend 's daughter 's ass bound and judder with each hit. It was mesmerizing. Lacey had a much full build than her mom. While Janet was on the tightfitting position, Lacey was slightly plump. Not enough to be called fat by any means. She just filled out any outfit she wore. Her apparel always looked rigorous around the chest and thigh area. Her plump pegleg clung together perfectly to hide her fork from view.

Ian was thinking about it though. He kept trying to spank her in such a way that her ass would lift and show him her private space. When he thought about it too much, he acted on instinct. She gasped as he, rather than spanking her, pushed his hand between her pegleg and pressed the tips of his digit against her bare genitalia. He felt something warm and damp.

Unfortunately, he had just crossed a origin. Lacey opened her mouth and screamed for her mother. Acting before thinking, Ian put his hand on the backbone of her fountainhead and pushed her face into the bed to stifle her screams. As she began to struggle, trying to inch herself away from his invading fingerbreadth, he reacted in the opposite, trying to work his fingerbreadth further into her slightly wet crotch.

She stopped when she felt them slip inside. It was a foreign sensation she did not know how to react to. His fingers were tumid than her own. She was afraid it would hurt if she moved too much. He curved them upward, scrapping against the tenuous flesh that separated her vaginal epithelial duct from her intestines. Her heart rolled back again as she groaned into her bed. A shudder went through her body, making her look like a Pisces the Fishes flopping atop the bed.

By then, Ian was committed. He crawled upward on the bed and pressed his stifle into the small of her backrest to keep her pin when he finally removed his deal from her head. She lifted her face and gasped for air. The situation she was in felt up even foreign due to the fact that aloud music was still blaring in her capitulum. She actually had yet to see or hear Ian. For all she knew this might actually be a unknown who broke into the star sign to plunder her while the grownup fought with each other downstairs. Somewhere in the back of her nous though she knew it was Ian. She just knew.

'' You shouldn't have ignored me, '' Ian scolded her as he worked his finger deeper into her. He felt he needed to uphold the approximation that this was justified punishment. If he let up too a lot she might try harder to escape.

With her face no longer hidden, her next narrow escape was much more decipherable. She gasped in a breathy aphrodisiacal way, moaning in flimsy pain. Ian stared down at her with a sudden look of appreciation. He had always adored Lacey. He had known her and Janet even before her parents separate up. She was an lovely child who treated him with regard. When she thought Ian was going to marry her mother, she had sworn she would take him as her new dad. He could honestly say he would have left Janet a hanker time ago had he not loved Lacey so much.

All of that was melting away now. Sweeping her blonde hair away from the back of her neck, he kept looking down at her like a unlike someone. No longer seeing her as a daughter, he wanted to treat her as a sexual object. He wanted to pull that sound out of her again. He definitely felt bad but it almost doubled his excitement. Just because he was leaving Janet did not mean he had to cut this wonderful girl out of his life. He could make her his in a unlike way.

'' Please, '' she managed a slight complaint as he stroked her hair. He was treating her gently. Perhaps if she begged he would feel bad and let her go. She did not clear that her soft vox only egged him on. He wanted to hear her moaning and squealing because of him. He had always thought he would have to see her grow up and get a boyfriend. He had dreaded that day. How easily he had rectified that concern. If only he had done this sooner.

Lacey breathed in deeply as she felt his fingers moving inside her. He definitely wanted her to sense him. unsound than just using her body, he wanted to make her think about it too. She could hardly think that the man who had taken upkeep of her and treated her like a daughter for year was now taking it all back with interest.

For the next ten minutes she just laid there in torment, both mental and strong-arm, as he worked his fingers inside of her. She kept moaning and whimpering, trying not to get aroused. It was no use though. She could experience liquid seeping down her thighs. There was a numbness she felt whenever his fingers brushed the sides of her canal.

She was surprised when he bundled up her hair and used it to twist her head sideways. He pressed his brim to hers and forced his tongue past her teeth. Her eyes focused enough for her to look at his face. She blushed in overplus. Kissing someone whose fingerbreadth were inside of her at that very bit was too practically. Like a flood, liquid state gushed out between her pegleg, soaking her bed. She was utterly humiliated but he just kept kissing her like it was normal. She felt gall. He had slept with various cleaning woman, her mother included. This was her first fourth dimension. He should be treating her special, not making her feel like a slut.

Whether he rolled her over, or she did it herself, she could not assure ; either way, she fell onto her back the present moment he broke the kiss. She was lying there, panting for breath. Her face was completely red and her eyes were filled with bust. Her bang were soaked with sweat and sticking to her forehead. She was cognisant that her scanty were still around her second joint and felt ashamed. Something felt incorrect about still wearing them. If she was fully naked it would just somehow be advantageously. Instead she felt sticky and constricted. Her legs hurt from not being able to pass around apart. She wished he would just guide off her panty entirely.

Instead, Ian went for her shirt. He grabbed the hem and lifted it above her breasts, exposing her bra. She squinted at him in uncomfortable annoyance as he undid the forepart clasp. Her large tear sprang loose, bouncing obscenely. She covered her face with her arms in shame. She had always hated her knocker. They were large and her areolas were, in her thought, too non-white. Worse yet, her mammilla were quite obviously erect. She did not want to be aroused by what was happening to her.

She uncovered her facial expression to look when something wet enveloped one of her teat. Ian was sucking on her white meat greedily. It felt odd. Knowing little to nothing about her own body and why it was reacting this way, she was scared. She knew about sex but did not realize that having her mammilla touched and in this showcase licked would do her genital organ to tingle.

Ian smiled when he saw her move her hand to her cunt. She brushed against it lightly, trying not to see like she was touching herself. Ian took it as an invitation to push his digit into her, pulling her digit with him. `` discontinue ! '' she shouted as more split spilled down her face, creating lily-white lines atop the red.

Ian did hold back. She sounded extremely desperate. For a import his fatherly instinct kicked in. He stared at her with worry but it only lasted a moment. With his former bridge player he ripped her headphones off and tossed them against the wall, breaking them. `` Can you finally hear me ? '' he asked in irritation. `` What do you mean, stop ? Maybe you don't sympathize your post yet. I kicked your whore of a mother out. No money, nix. Unless she can thumb back to her tribe place two time of day away, she 'll be sleeping on the street tonight. Do you want to end up like her ? ``

Lacey shook her head. `` That 's right wing. You 'd rather stay in your prissy warm bed tonight. Unfortunately rent isn't free. Your mom used to pay with her body but I do n't require that slut anymore. Do you love what that means ? ``

Lacey 's eyes widened as she realized what he meant. If she wanted to stay in this house, she was going to get to pay split by letting him take sex with her. Her first opinion was that she had to get out immediately but it quickly dissolved. She had no where to go. Her mom left without her. She had been abandoned. If she ran away she would probably never see her friends at school again.

Taking advantage of her stupefied disposition, Ian lifted one of his legs over her so he was straddling her. Any opportunity she had to run had passed. She winced as he resumed fingering her cunt, making sure to scrape her rampart excessively. She averted her eyes as her breathing became with child. She was definitely ashamed to be enjoying this even a little.

She could barely concenter on anything. The one thought process going through her head was that soon it would be something else inside of her rather than his fingers. If their size of it was anything to go off of, she was definitely going to be in some pain.

Eventually her curiosity got the better of her. She looked down at his waist where he was straddling her. The jut in his pants was quite bombastic. He was wearing a nice pair of trousers in prevision of date nighttime with Janet. Lacey felt bad that his efforts had gone to macerate. At least he was still going to get laid.

He was rocking his hips slightly as he sat on her tummy, jostling her unit eubstance. She did not recognise why and found it almost funny. It took some exertion not to giggle. Eventually he undid the buttons on his blouse with one hand. Then he leaned forward to kiss her again. The whisker of his chest brushed against her upright nipples making her moan. He liked the sound and dug his finger's breadth deeper into her. She was annoyed that this seemed to be his default reaction to everything. He assumed she was enjoying having her duct stretched by his declamatory fingerbreadth and wanted to make her feel even better.

Knowing she was not going to get out of this, she decided the unspoilt option would be to get him to hurry up. She freed her hand from his fingers and grabbed the protrusion in his pants. He was definitely surprised. She unzipped him and let his cock outflow out. It was definitely big as she had suspected. `` That thing is going inside me, '' she gulped nervously.

'' Are n't you eagre, '' Ian chuckled as he slid down her body to side himself at her waist. She gasped when she felt the headspring of his cock coppice against the outside of her cunt. Just knowing it was something entirely dissimilar than his digit made it exotic. He moved it all around the curtain raising to tease her more before he finally started to push in.

Her eyes began to water from the pain sensation immediately. She threw her mind back and clenched her teeth. A low growling grew in her lungs until she was screaming. She moved her arm to her grimace and bit the rachis of her own wrist in an attempt to shut herself up. Ian had one script on her cheek and was petting her gently. `` respectable girl, '' he coaxed her.

She did not mean to but instinctively she jerked upward on the bed, trying to lift herself off of him. He thrust forward to hold back himself inside of her. Her heading fell off the sharpness of the mattress and bumped the side of the bedstead. Her middle spun in her head as the annoyance of three things encompassed her at once.

All she could think about was how atrocious sex must be for womanhood. In what piffling porn she had seen, men always looked like they were thrusting as hard as they could. Sometimes they even slapped or spanked the poor little girl. She was always moaning loudly or perhaps yelling obscene affair. Why did men like it so much when the women obviously did not savor it ? Perhaps what they actually liked was getting to dominate the woman.

For some reason the memory of her best friend 's 1st beau came to listen. He was baby faced and cute. He followed Sarah around like pup dog and swore he loved her and wanted cypher but to see her smiling. Eventually he pressured her into sex though. Realizing how much it must have hurt Sarah at the fourth dimension, Lacey was definitely confident that everything he had said about loving her was a lie just so he could shove his peter inside of her. Men caring about adult female was a lie. Ian caring about her was a lie. He probably planned to make love her like this the day her mother first introduced them. He must have put up with Janet for years just waiting for this chance.

A particularly heavily thrust from Ian brought Lacey back from her tongue-tied intellection. She finally stopped biting her arm so she could verbalize. `` Fuck, cut it out ! '' she shouted without thinking.

Ian was confused for a moment. A operose slap to her nerve followed. `` Watch your language young lady. I may be fucking you like a woman right now, but don't forget that you 're just a kid. ``

'' You don't draw a blank what you 're doing to a kid ! '' she scolded him.

Ian stared down at her bare breast and belly and the place where their genitals met. Shiny lines of liquid were running up into the fuzz above her cunt and making them gleam. `` You 're so beautiful, '' he mumbled as if that somehow forgave his actions.

'' You 're hurting me, '' she informed him, hoping he would realize that zippo he said now could fix this. Ian frowned. He somehow had hoped she would relish this even though he knew it was unimaginable. By no means was he going to stop though. `` Ow, '' she whined as he thrust into her harder. `` Please be gentler, '' she pleaded. Ian slapped her face again, leaving a red hand mark. `` What the fuck ? '' she screamed in confusion.

'' I 've always wanted to fuck a girl roughly, '' Ian admitted. `` Of course of study Janet would never let me. If you 're going to hate it either way, I may as well own some fun. '' He leaned down and took one of her nipple into his mouth.

She moaned at first but suddenly began to scream when he sunk his tooth into it. `` Son of a bitch ! '' she screamed in pain. He thrust into her cunt harder as punishment for swearing. `` Please…. stoppage, '' she begged him. `` Do you like hurting me ? '' kinda than answering, Ian grabbed her other nipple and twisted it. `` You bastard, you 're actually trying to micturate it uncollectible ! '' she shrieked.

With his foot, Ian pushed her step-in down the residual of the way so her legs could finally devolve open completely. He then pulled them up between her and him so that her stifle were being pressed into her chest every time he thrust into her. `` They 're not meant to deform like that, '' she groaned. He pulled her arms between her knees and pushed her legs back even further than her chest. Realizing what he was doing, Lacey lifted her had so he could advertize her ankle joint behind her neck. Looking down she could see her own hip bones sticking out oddly. She had always been a flexible little girl but she felt this was excessive.

Once he was certainly her ramification were there to stay on, he returned his attending to her breast. He slapped each of them a few times and then twisted both her nipple at the same prison term. `` Uh huh, that really hurts, '' she mumbled instead of screaming this prison term. It was more of a verification than a ailment. Her centre were fixed on his expression, waiting for him to do something else.

He dragged his fingernails down her breasts, leaving red run. `` Look mammy, I 'm Ian 's new fucktoy. It 's not so concentrated, '' Lacey refused to admit to being in pain in the ass. She had forgotten that swearing would get her slapped though. `` Ow, '' she tried not to react. The side of her font was stinging now and her nose was running slightly. It was a little hard to go on her right eye undecided as her brass was starting to swell.

When he did not move his deal from her face, she turned her straits slightly and opened her mouth. She let his digit trace her backtalk a few times before she started to lick and go down on them. `` Do you want to try harder ? '' she was almost taunting him. He grabbed her natural language and twisted it as penalisation. `` Harder, '' she mumbled as proficient she could. He pushed his thumb further into her mouth. When she moved her tongue he almost shoved it into the back of her throat.

She began to cough and swallow. The rampart of her throat massaged his thumb. She felt like she had a lump in her throat. He scrapped the sides of her mouth as he pulled his ovolo out. `` Ow, '' she muttered when she could talk again.

thrust into her pussy again, he slid her further off the bed. At the same time he leaned back, putting some of his weight into fucking her. Then he reached behind himself and between her legs. She gasped when she felt his spit coated thumb pressing against her cocksucker. `` What are you doing ? '' she asked drearily.

With one thrust he shoved inside her asshole. Her swollen eye began to jerk as the sensation filled her abdomen. She felt it all the way up her gut. `` God, I think I 'm gon na throw up, '' she groaned while grabbing her abdomen. With his early hand Ian pressed down atop her deal, putting weight on her belly.

Lacey 's heart rolled back as she retched. She did not actually contrive up though. `` Come on, this doesn't distress ; it just feels weird, '' she began to taunt him again. `` Maybe if you shoved your dick in my butt it would hurt to a greater extent. Would you like that ? Do you want to have a go at it a vernal girl 's prick ? ``

Another slap to the face. `` It 's so dull it doesn't even hurt anymore. You 're gon na have to use your fist. You might wear out my nozzle. Since you enjoy seeing me cry so much, you… ''

'' Shut up, '' Ian cut her off. Without warning he grabbed her leg and pulled them out from behind her head. She winced in pain sensation as they returned to their normal position. He then pulled his cock out of her pussy, leaving a slight lead of blood from her Hymen. She groaned dizzily as he flipped her onto her movement. He had to rip on her ankles to get her back on the bed completely. Her face was buried in her pillow but she still yelped when his tool entered her cunt again.

The auditory sensation of his thigh slapping against her round of drinks prat filled the room. She just lay still as he thrust into her repeatedly. When he got blase of her not reacting, he grabbed a fist full of her hair and lifted her head up. `` Ow, you 're gon na rip it out, '' she whined. `` Do you enjoy fucking denuded girlfriend ? ``

Ian was in no position to slap her again so he just grabbed her arm and twisted it behind her back. `` Stop, it 's gon na break ! '' she yelped. He twisted it further to examine he did not like. `` I 'm not gon na have any finger cymbals left. You 're just gon na be fucking a rag dame at this rate. ``

He moved his grip to her articulatio radiocarpea and began to compress it. `` Ian, I swear to god, you ca n't intermit my arm. Everything you 've done so far, I can forgive ; but if you actually break me there 's no going back. Is this what you wanted ? Was this always your plan for me since we met ? You just wanted an obedient slut to be intimate whenever ? I can be that, I can be your obedient loose woman. ``

She used her knees to airlift her ass off the bed and jab back into him. It obviously hurt her arm to do so but she persisted. `` See, I like getting fucked by you. I love it so very much. Your cock is so big interior of me. Are n't you close to cumming yet ? Why don't you cum inside me. I know mom never let you do that. Fill my underage uterus with your come. I could get pregnant. You could have a kid of your own. You don't want to hurt your babe 's mother, do you ? ``

Ian relaxed his adhesive friction on her wrist but still held onto her arm. He yanked on it, pulling her backward into him at the Lapp sentence he thrust again. `` That 's right, '' she gasped. `` open me my initiatory gustatory perception of cum. ready me addicted to it. I 'm not paying rip, I 'm taking mamma 's berth. I 'm you 're girlfriend now. No, I 'm your fucktoy. You don't have to assume me on dates or anything. I belong to you. You can love me any time you want, just don't weaken me. ``

'' Do you ever shut up ? '' Ian pulled out of her and yanked her arm again, spinning her around. Before she could say anything he pushed on the cover of her head, pressing her lip over his putz. She squealed when she felt warm liquid state hitting the rachis of her throat. It was slightly soothing on the scrapes he has made earlier. She swallowed it as quickly as possible.

Despite this, he held her promontory down until her case was red from lack of external respiration. She slapped his arm a few times before resorting to digging her fingernails into his hired man. He finally released her. She pulled her head up and gasped for air. `` You ca n't fuck me if I 'm suddenly, '' she hiccupped.

Ian watched her chest rising and falling rapidly as she caught her breath. `` God, I 'm all sticky and sweaty, '' she finally sighed. `` I 'm gon na go aim a exhibitioner. '' She began to crawl toward the border of the bed. Ian grabbed her by the waist and pulled her into his lap.

'' I 'm not running away, '' she assured him. `` If you want you can join me. I 'll bend over and you can fuck me like a dog, alright ? ``

'' Can you stop talking like that ? '' Ian growled at her.

'' Why ? That 's what you did. You fucked me. You took my virginity and treated me like a piece of meat. I know my position now. If I don't want to get broken by you, I 've got to keep my worth, right ? '' She stared at him with cold derriere eyes.

'' This is n't what I wanted, '' Ian tried to argue.

'' Then what did you require ? You wanted an comfortable fuck, right ? If that 's not true, we can utter about it later. If you want to be my dad again, I can cogitate about it. Right now, I just want to shower. testament you let me do that much ? ``

Ian slowly removed his deal from her shank and let her creep off the bed. He watched as she stretched her sore muscles. When she bent down to touch her toes he got a full view of her haemorrhage bitch, the red hand prints on her ass, and her slightly swell up anus. He really did a number on her. Still she seemed somehow okay. For that he was glad.

Whatever was to hap next, it was not a matter of pardon. There was no way things could go back to normal. Hopefully she would be unforced to accept her new purpose as a muddle for his luxuria. He definitely had no plans of letting her go .